The air was heavy this night and the atmosphere was just as tense to the point that even the sound of chirping crickets was absent. The telltale sign of hostile supernatural was running amok in the area. Samuel parked his car at the front of the city park where their target was now loose. He moved to the trunk and removed his Mossberg and his sword so he could start off the hunt before his siblings got there. 

The supernatural that was their target lumbered throughout the park looking for prey. It was[url=http://paizo.com/image/content/PathfinderChronicles/PZO1107-troll.jpg]a giant beast that seemed to be made from roots and vines with a very unhappy look on its face.[/url] Samuel grinned and took aim with his shotgun. "A spriggan, eh? " He pulled the trigger and the shot hit it square in the back, staggering it and turning its attention to him. "Come and get it!"